I haven’t nearly been everywhere or seen everything in the world, let alone in my country South Africa (or even in my city, Johannesburg), but sometimes despite having seen only a select few places you find a spot that envelopes you in its charm and makes you long for it the second you leave. You just know it’s the most magical place despite having only a small sample of the rest of the beautiful places in the world. Everyone has a favourite place to visit, and mine happens to be the little Injisuthi camp in the Drakensberg.

This place holds so many precious memories, from riding my bike with my little brother as a child, to jumping into the freezing river while the mountains were topped with snow and now recently getting engaged at my favourite view point as the sun rose over the mountains, illuminating Monks Cowl above us – a moment I haven’t stopped replaying over and over in my mind since it happened. Injisuthi casts a magical spell over all who visit it, the unrivalled views and the feeling of being so small with the vast and majestic mountains that tower all around the small camp. I’m so glad that the start of my adventure with my fiancé, started in the most beautiful place at the most spectacular time of day. I can’t wait for more sunrises together in the most beautiful places on earth.

This place not only holds my most treasured memories, but also can’t help but exclaim the beauty and magnitude of creation and God’s incredible power and creative eye for the enormous and seemingly never ending mountain ranges, but also the intricacies of little chameleons and dung beetles that can be found in-between the smallest blades of grass.

It reminds of a beautiful verse in Micah, that illustrates God’s power so beautifully and eloquently.

“The mountains melt beneath him and the valleys split apart, like wax before the fire, like water rushing down a slope.” – Micah 1:4

Injisuthi has and will always have a very special place in my heart and I plan on visiting this haven for many years to come.